Los Angeles daily herald., 1887-11-12
THE END.
The Demands of Justice
Fully. Answered.
SCENES ON THE sCAFFOLD.
An Exhibition Of BravadO to the
Last-.Hurrah f r An
archyw-Death.

1t lacked ju1t seven minutes and a
half of noon when . single shrouded
figure above which was face of yell
lowish palor--{he face of August Spies
the first post Of the gallows.
The gaping crowd ten feet below, half
rose involuntaFily from their chairs at
the first glimpse of the apparition ad-
vancing across the scaffold.
SPIES LOOKED CALM,
And glanced at the reporters with a
trace Of his old-time cynical smile
He walked firmly over the trap, guild
ed by the grasp of a deputy to the
furtherest edge OF the gallows. Fol-
lowing close came Fischer, whose
countenance had
PECULIAR GLIsTEN,
Totally unlike the ashiness of Engel's
heavy features, and in strange con-
trast.
Four burly deputies standing to the
rear of the condemned men began
without delay
TO ADJUST THE ROPES.
Spies moose being the first one placed,
he did not appear to regard it of any
consequence. The knot was slipped
down, the cord close against his neck.
Spies did not show any tremor, but
when some process was being carried
out with Fischer he turned and quietly
whispered to the baliff some sugges-
ton IA
CoNcERNING THE ROPE.
There was q dead lack of color in the
pinched lineaments of Parsons. The
once jannty, vivacious Texan came
last. He had aged twenty years in
the last twelve months. The minute
his feet M
TOUCHED THE BCAFFOLD
Parsons seemed completely to lose his
identity and leel that his spirit was no
longer a parts'of his body. He seemed
to realize toathe full extent that he
must die in4 manner to impress, if
possible, on II future generations the
thought that2he was martyr. The
form of Eng alongside, with stupid,
wide-jawed Ice, was in hideous con-
trast to Parabns'. Fischer was head
and should&s taller than the other
three, making his only occasional
looks Of bravado more noticeable than
Spies -
EXHIBITION OF QUIET
But thorough nerve, which far sur
passed, fer wonder, the demeanor
of any Of his comrades. Fischer's
occasional nerve was noticeably
lessened when he felt the hempen
|strand and Engelhit his under lip
hard when his turn came. just then
DR.. Murphy, a young physician
standing back of Engel, whisperingly
CRACKED JOKE
In Engel's ear. Incredible as it may
seem, the low-browed Anarchist
laughed outright, with the rope
around his neck, and while another
was being fastened on Parsons by his
side. But the grotesque laugh stopped
in single instant, and Parsons,
meekly as saint, cast his eyes up
ward at
Above him. Before the four An
archists had an inkling OF what was
to be done, the white caps were deity
slipped upon their heads and drawn
quickly down to their necks, shutting
off the view of each. The last words
of Parsons were not as a dying re-
quest, but rather like
COMMAND OR WARNING
Sounding forth: "May l be allowed to
speak ?" Then with slow ent eaty
came: "You will let me speak. Sheriff
Matson ?"
There was another agonizing pause
and muffled through the shrowd broke
out in unnatural
HOLLOW ACCENTS:
"Let the voice of the people be
heard" A crash, as of falling
house, thundered through the corri-
dors, the slenderropes were taut and in
full view of the 200 men in front were
four white writhing shrouds. The
ropes could be seen slowly Tightening
about their necks, which between the
cap and shroud could be noticed
BLACKENING AND PURPLING.
Nine mortal minutes passed. and
then it was known to a certainty that
not a neck had been broken, and the
four Haymarket murderers had been
literally throttled and strangled by
law.
At IL :O3 there was no pulse percept
ible in any OF the men. The collins
were then carried in.
THE LAST WORDS
OF the four dead Anarchists were as
follows:
Spies-"There will come a time
when our silence will be more power
full than the voices they are strangling
to death now"
Engel-"Hurrah for Anarchy"
Fischer-"Hurrah for Anarchy!
This is the happiest moment of my
life 2"
Parsons-"May 1 be allowed to
speak? Will you let me speak,
Sheriff Matson? Will you let the
voice of the people be heard ?"
All of the Anarchists died of
strangulation, as their necks were not
| broken,